Microfiction Day 77 – “The Stories we Make”

I’m sorry that I somehow managed to burn the peas, a job you were so sure I couldn’t possibly mess up.

You know I like a challenge.

I’m sorry I was adamant that it wouldn’t rain and dragged you out for a walk until it began to hit the side of our faces like splinters when we were two miles from home.

At least it was refreshing, eh?

I always said I would never make promises. But just this once, I’m going to make an exception.

I promise to never stop trying. Because these stories we’re creating will last forever.